("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Luck Fades by JD Grisham (jdgrisham@myrealbox.com) *** I guess I had never been the lucky type. My luck with women was next to null. I can't complain about my sex life though. I always met great looking women, which sometimes lead to overnight passion or even weeklong passion filled days in bed. (MF, cheat, true) *** I met Judy at church. I remember us being introduced and I can clearly remember her shy demeanor. She was little, meaning she was about 5'1 and 115 pounds. It was her body that first attracted me, and the exact reasons of why I left the church with her. We never went back to church, no, we spent our Sundays talking nasty to one another and fucking like wild rabbits. Her favorite position was against the couch facing the window, which was open. I can only imagine how many people saw us. When I first had sex with her, she had confessed to never having an orgasm. I had to take a lot of time and care into getting her just to the brink, but we never got over the edge. Until, that one day. When she came her mouth opened and she cried out. I was afraid the neighbors were going to think I was killing her. However, by then I'm sure they had adjusted to the noises coming from our apartment. After her first real cum, she wouldn't leave me alone! It got to the point to where she was horny breakfast, noon, and night. Her main way of telling me she wanted to screw was either standing in front of the television with her fingers in her crotch... sitting on the coffee table, or... her favorite, taking one of my hands and rubbing it against her wet crotch. So, she got done a lot on that coffee table. It's funny, but sometimes during football season, I would pass by the bedroom on my way to the toilet and I could hear her moaning in there. Rolling my eyes, and taking a long needed piss while hearing her talk nasty to herself and the obvious buzzing of the three vibrators she had. Church girl my ass is all I have to say. So watching the game, I guess it was a Monday night. I could hear her usual moaning, so feeling horny I went in there at half-time only to peak in and see her with her ass in the air... but the PHONE in her left hand. Phone sex operators? No, it was someone personal and it seemed like she had done that sort of thing before. I got the clue when she asked him if he could picture himself coming all over her bare ass. It pissed me off that she was being like that... I mean, she's MY girlfriend. I went back to the game. Tuesday came, and I had to leave. My job requires light travel. I was uneasy about leaving because I didn't know how many guys she would try to invite over while I was gone. Regardless, my boss insisted I had to get down to Mexico to settle the dispute the CEO was having over his facilities manager. I guess you could say that I was a little untrusting to her. I didn't think that she had done anything with anyone yet, but I figured it might get close. This is where I began to think of how I could get rid of her if she decided to stray. I mean, shit, God only knows how many diseases she might pick up from these strange men. Coming back from Mexico was nice. I hate the bastards down there, but they do a great job mowing the cities' yards and picking up garbage here in the states so, I guess it's ok that a few of them stay. Getting home, I found the house pretty much the way I left it. I was early though. I purposely planned to be ahead of schedule. Maybe I wanted to catch her in the act of it, right? She wasn't home. But her car was there? Hmmmm. Heading into the bedroom, I dropped my suitcase on the bed and sat down... dropping my watch on the nightstand. Turning on the light I reached down to untie my shoes. That is when I saw it. A condom!!! On the floor, kind of hidden by the sheets. It was real, and... full. That pissed me off. To a certain extent, ok, I admit it turned me on. However, there was the rational side of me that was so pissed. I lay back on the bed and I could smell sex, she hadn't even changed the sheets. I masturbated right there and when I came, I was even more pissed. So I decided not to say anything. I cleaned myself up and went to my usual spot, the TV. She came home, shocked to see me home early and went straight to the bedroom. Her talking on the phone pissed me off the more I heard her talking. It wasn't even a sexual conversation, but I didn't know to what extent things were. I heard her in the bedroom getting onto the internet. It's no doubt that is where she's meeting all these men. It's amazing to me that all these people are addicted to the sex life of an online service. Flipping channels I listened to her typing. I flipped off the TV, and lay down on the couch only to hear her masturbating and typing at the same time. I placed a pillow on top of my head and drifted off to sleep. The next morning she was gone with a note. "Went to the store, bbl. J" She even signed it with a computer smiley. What was next? I briefly thought about sending my girlfriend an IM, just so that we could have a decent conversation. I noticed next to the nightstand, the condom was gone. I would have loved to have seen her face when she saw it next to my shoes. Perhaps she is afraid that I know something, but I never said anything, so maybe she thinks I missed it. Michael is my best friend and happens to live upstairs. I've heard him a couple nights banging some of those chicks he brings home. When we get into a game, we get INTO a game. We were watching football when he decided to get up and take a piss. I didn't realize it at the time, but... he was gone a long time. I looked around and realized he wasn't there. I knew my girlfriend was on the computer. I walked down the hall and found the bathroom light on and the door shut. I let out a breath of relief. I decided to check up on Judy, so, I went down a little further and peaked into the bedroom. I can't believe it still to this day. Judy was on her hands and knees with nothing on and Michael was behind her fucking her up the ass with his pants around his ankles reaching around to rub her clit and massage her breasts. They had the windows all the way up and open. I could tell he was about to cum and she wasn't far from it. At this point, I left. I grabbed my keys and went out. I stayed at a motel for a while and eventually went back to get my things. My stuff was out on the patio when I returned. There is no telling how long it had been sitting there. I just packed my things up into my Bronco and left my keys under the doormat. Perhaps her and her new lover Michael, Bob, Chris, John, and no telling who else can figure out the details to the apartment lease. Church girl my ass. 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